PANDEMIC

 

      The creaking sound of the doors

    The swooshing of the curtains against the window pane

    The eerie silence ...............................

    That's the fate that's befallen the boisterous city

    No interest to mingle & connect

    Tension in the air, Cascading into fear

         Lockdown they said

         Shutdown they said

    What it really was, was a Siege!!!

    An arrest of freedom

    Isolation the funky name for our cages

    Social distancing the chains that held us bound

    Without a glimmer of hope

Quicksand

Gentle but slowly, with a steady tempo;

She moved on the earth's wildness,

Captivated by the unseen beauty of it all.

She was unaware of moving in quicksand;

With every step she sunk deeper and deeper,

The feel of it unknown.

She revelled in the sensation of going under;

Thinking it was bliss,

Unknown to her it was terror unleashed.

In the unravelling, awareness crept in;

She wondered how to get out;

Too late it seemed,

All hope appeeared non-existent.

She saw herself go deeper still;

Her subconscious counselling her,

Revealing to her, 

She only was the key to her freedom.

The Heart's Whisper

      You saw me.......
You made me feel beautiful......
Like a being that was precious to you......

I loved how i felt around you.....
I smiled and blushed beneath my dark skin....
I saw myself as queen in your eyes...

You were enamored by my beauty....
You were blown away by the force of feelings...
You'd never felt this way....
You wanted to give me the world....

I looked in your eyes and saw my king....
I basked in the aura of your presence....
I came alive with every attention you gave...
I served my heart on a gold platter for you....
I put you on a pedestal i hadn't put anyone ever....
I was swept off my feet without a broom....
Your smile made mine deepen....
Your touch sent all nerves an ecstatic message....
I was at my peak with you.....

Or So I Thought...

Valerie Gbinije

Female

       Women are a vital part of the world but yet they are put on the back of the pedestal. 
     There are lots of instances where due to the intuitive decisions of women the course of time and life has been changed.
     It may seem overly far fetched when it's said that women are nurturers, but it's so true!!!!. They are nurturers, from the children they birth to the homes they create, to the businesses they run, to the responsibilities they handle. All they do is nurture. 
    It could be said that when women set their minds to it, they can do the unattainable. Women are a special breed that multiplies everything & anything they touch and are given.

Untouched

                              In the starry midnight sky;

                   The shape of love is seen but untouchable;

                   The hope increased but quenchable,

               Every fluttery movement is noted; it conceives the unthinkable,

               The weariness still persists; more gloomy thoughts abound,

           The wonder of if there ever will be acceptance all around.

            The intriguing disbelief of equality dancing in the mind.


                                                                      Valerie Gbinije

Rippling Silence

         There is no music anywhere; the silence is deafening.
        The elements of the earth bear no brightness; it's all gloomy; the clouds are thick and dark.
        It's the daytime but it's like night has come; the stars are missing from the skies like they are in solitary confinement.
        The wind is still and not one stir from the leaves on the trees; the beautiful flowers are all drooped, the life in them zapped out by an unknown source.
        The muffled cries of the birds are heard; they mourn the loss of the sweet bright nature of one so dear.
        The glow and happiness of this being has turned into dimness and misery; it's so pungent and suffocating.
        The being seems to wither away slowly; no spark of life; no zeal to live; no hope to strife; even numbness is a scarce commodity.
        The pain from within so powerful it rips the earth apart and ripples the water from end to end.
                                          Valerie Gbinije 

Pookie's Madness

       I know this is madness; even i don't understand it.
       It was just suppose to be one of those things, one of those flings; just have fun and damn the consequences; now the consequences have shown up.
       The consequences has made something superficial now so deep; filled with so much feelings.
       Even love can be seen; it was avoided like a plague but the deception was only to oneself.

      Ironically this ought not to be an issue as certain decisions have been made.
     When you've bared it all to someone; you've become so close; totally dependent on them; it's hard living without them; with all that happens they are the first to know, there to listen, advice and proffer solutions.
    
    This is madness on a whole different level; there's no denying the depth of feelings; no denying the consuming flame to be one forever; no denying the unquenchable want!! 

                                                                Valerie Gbinije